"But he didn't seem like much," Welshon thought as he looked at the dagger-wielding teenager in front of him. Thin, short, and looked as if a gust of wind could easily topple him, Juin really did not possess a threat in him.
"Still… To be able to defeat Luca Rockefeller and Taka Nakamura, there must be something about him…" Welshon thought to himself with a serious expression.
He glanced at the body of the dog-headed creature and thought, "At the very least, he has the power to attack one's soul… And that dagger of his… That would make a good addition to our armory."
Welshon could not tear his gaze away from the flaming dagger. Whether it was the artistic work or the aura exuded by the dagger, everything told him that this dagger was at least an A-rank item. How did a human orphan boy like him get his hands on something as valuable as this dagger?
